Tono: C
Introducción:
C F C
His Stetson was faded and battered and worn
F C
The stubble of his beard showed flecks of gray
F C Am
His limp was severe ?cause a leg had been torn
D G
By a bronc, in his rodeo days
C F C
He hung round the chutes while we waited to mount
F C
With a vague look of longing in his eyes
F C Am
He spoke very few words but he made ''em count
C G C
He was broken, for- -gotten but wise
Chorus
Am C Am
He said life''s is just like ridin'' broncs its a battle
F G
Then he rolled a cigarette with shaky hands
F C Am
See son I''d gladly take ten seconds in the saddle
F G C
For a lifetime of watching from the stands
Instrumental: Same as at the start
C F C
I noticed the cigarette burns on his vest
F C
And the remnants of a dream left in his eyes
F C Am
The boys said that he could have well been the best
D G
Had not fate, cheated him, of his prize
C F C
Ah but I learned a lesson, that I''d never known
F C Am
It''s better to ride even if you get throwed
C G C
Than to wind up, just wishing you had
Chorus
Am C Am
He said life''s is just like ridin'' broncs its a battle
F G
Then he rolled a cigarette with shaky hands
F C Am
See son I''d gladly take ten seconds in the saddle
F G C
For a lifetime of watching from the stands